I’m out of the broom closet at work…ish
Co-worker: why’s the copy machine not working?
Me: Mercury is in retrograde…so there’s that.
Co-worker: how are your cookies so soft, it’s been like three days and my oatmeal cookies always dry out?
Me: brown sugar… and magic.
Coworker at my cubicle: I like your skeleton hand mug! And your skull planter…and your dead moth…and those are pretty rocks…anyway, you done with your caseload?
Me: thanks and yes!
*Coworker struggles to get white out tape to wind correctly*
Me *takes it, winds it, hands it back*
Coworker: “how’d you do that?!”
Me: “listen, the sooner you guys accept I’m a witch, the less questions you’ll have”
Coworkers: *nervous giggling*